My hearts and you are two of my friends Two coestors who know each others sadness The Book of Love Bloods Oh sometimes what kind of people are The sun tells the love of love? Wow Wow wow you Youre sad about the sadness Why dont you do me with me? Fatal lover The sun says from the love of the period? My night with you a fabric of light Your love like the crystal arched Dont be my night What a whistle and the furnace Wow wow wow wow wow Yeah u Wow I Wow Wow wow yeah wow wow wow wow
